Heart of My Country - Greg Brown

And I knew that it was coming from me too

Now everywhere I go

I hear some kind of music

I don’t know where it’s coming from, do you?

And I used to sit by the dim radio window

Waiting for the magic hour to start

You can take the heart out of my country

You can’t take the country out of my heart

Well there comes a time when we all have to travel

Some to look for home and some to hide

There was a war at home

And a war across the ocean

Families were split from the inside

And we stood there holding hands, signs and candles

But soon enough our hands all had to part

You can take the heart out of this country

But you can’t take the country out of your heart

Well, it’s more than cities, fields and mountains

More than a place to view the farmer man (??)

And everyday I want to thank all the angels

That it’s more than its congress and its president

And I long to hear the music of its choir

When everyone shall stand and sing their part

And we can keep the heart in our country

And we can keep the country in our heart

And we can keep the country in our heart